Chapter 85: *Sensual Healing*
"What?!" Stella shrieked. "Now you want to get busy?!"
"Stella, it’s for your survival," Kir grimaced and clutched his chest. "Mine too, I think... The dungeon’s mana is too much for both of us."
Stella let out a frustrated sound. "Fucking Heaven! So this is why Demons don’t go with this kind of dungeon! If we stay too long, we get mana poisoning and explode!"
"Glad you figured it out," Kir winced.
"I’ve been used to starving for so long... now my first time is going to be survival sex?!" She tugged at her own hair. "This isn’t fair!"
"Does it have to be sex?" Kir asked.
"Yes it has to be!" Stella said. "How do you think succubi get the mana right for eating?! I can’t drain enough out of you just kissing to deal with that," she gestured at him, or rather the overage of mana inside him.
Kir could feel the sweat beading on his body. He remembered those nights when his inability to cast meant he needed to be drained of mana. He was full beyond even those times, and wasn’t going to have a lot of time to remain lucid. Most of his torso looked like one wide, white-infused vein to his manasight.
He didn’t want to beg, but before he could speak again, Stella got up. She walked the short distance to Kir, planted her foot on his shoulder and pushed him onto his back.